I sadly do fear how
time hastily;
forgives our questions now
of disbelief;
or somehow simple doubts
for treachery;
of pacing blind the vow
uncertainly;
there's never answer though;
but patiently,
we've great concern to know;
our destiny;
our stage to undergo;
for victory;
and comfort we shall owe
belatedly;
what if our mornings look
so differently;
what if the course we took
was fallacy;
with candy pleasures hooked
of fantasy;
mostly past souls mistook
with certainty;
for future soon will come
surprisingly;
we are no more the young;
with liberty;
with victory to some;
or misery;
don't know yet what's for mine;
if there's really.
